2014: Love, Life & Laura.

Sunday, 28 December 2014

Merry Christmas!

Friday, 26 December 2014

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and have stuffed yourselves silly two (or three!) days in a row.

A Christmas Trip to London

Sunday, 21 December 2014

Last weekend, my friends and I headed down to The Big Smoke to see our little Londoner friend :)
It was D's first time ever going, and V hadn't been for so long, so seeing the sights was in order, as was introducing them to Ben's Cookies and New Bond Street Victoria's Secret! (Which had some of the VSFS 2014 outfits already inside!!

How to Make Your iPhone Battery Last Longer!

Saturday, 6 December 2014

It's no secret that iPhone batterys have horrendous battery life - I see countless tweets per day complaining about them and hear plenty of sighs daily due to low battery life despite charging it that morning.

Apple aren't concerned about how long your battery life lasts, they just want you to use their full capacity of features on the phone, which you may not even realise actually drain your battery! 
So, after fiddling about with my phone settings and discovering what makes your phone live that little bit longer on a charged battery, I thought I'd share with all of you iPhone users that hate seeing the small red bar on the top right of your screen, tips and tricks that keep that battery green for longer.

Crazy Pedro's Part-Time Pizza Parlour

Tuesday, 2 December 2014

Happy December!
I said goodbye to November with my beautiful best friends, one of which came up from London to spend a bit of time with us girls. She's currently on a placement year, but we made a pact that we would alternate who goes where each month to ensure that we see each other as much as possible in a fair way :)

On a quick trip into the city centre to get a Christmas Costa (the orange hot chocolate is my new favourite  thing!), we decided to go and get something to eat at a new "Full Time Party Bar, Part Time Pizza Parlour" that arrived in Manchester last month.
It replaced my favourite Starbucks in Manchester, but after visiting, I'm pretty sure I can forgive it.
(Because it was a spontaneous trip, I only had my phone at hand to take photos, so I apologise for the terrible quality beforehand!)

Thank You, Keira.

Wednesday, 12 November 2014

My initial thought when seeing this photograph was 'huh?'

I wasn't aware of Keira's protest against photoshop and I just saw this photo as another magazine shoot. So, there I was, sat with my head tilted, eyebrows screwed, looking at this photo, figuring out what was wrong with it - and then I got it. NOTHING is wrong with this photograph. Nothing. I got it!

My Nightclub Pet Hate

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

I haven’t always been a huge fan of going out and getting drunk - probably because of the time I drank a little too much, passed out in the club toilets, awoke to jump straight out of the toilet cubicle, straight into my college teacher, and then later on, put a poor civilian off his takeaway because I found a comfortable spot on his street curb to sit and vomit up the toxins which essentially make nights 'enjoyable'. Even thinking about it makes me cringe a little inside.
So, despite enjoying the occasional night out with my best girlfriends and sometimes drinking a little too much (although no more passing out and throwing up – girl knows her limits now) it's no surprise that I can go out and find a long list of things to complain about and to moan about to hope I feel much better about the sight of girls (literally) falling over themselves to impress boys, girls standing on my feet with their stilettos and shrugging off a deserved apology, and that one creep that doesn't take his eyes off you despite giving him very clear ‘back-off’ signals.


Wednesday, 22 October 2014

When you subtract all the compulsories of life, how much time are you left with? 

Take away the time you take to eat, to drink, to sleep and to work, and you’ll find that the 24 hours you should cherish, vanish into a measly 5 or 6. The people you should take the time to see are in their own world continuing carrying out their very own compulsories, and the familiar thought of ‘I can see them another day’ flutters through your head, so fragile, that in almost a split second it vanishes due to your absent-mindedness and the ignorance to what may occur before another day arrives. The ongoing procrastination of school/ college/ university work turns into a prolonged nightmare of a nagging conscience, interrupting day to day activities and destroying relaxation.  Priorities are pushed to one side and selfishness takes over your life to provide you with your wants, the culprit of your future guilt. The paramountcy of getting in touch with your family decreases whilst you’re away, you’re okay, but the agape that will forever be held in your parent's heart still wonders, and shall be eased by one text from a familiar name that holds an incomprehensible importance. 
Even now, as I am writing this, I am avoiding doing the work that contributes so much to my final grades, yet how much I care is diminutive. Years fly by and days are becoming fearfully shorter.

How much time is left?

Thoughts flutter past our heads everyday; Thoughts that should be pondered and thoughts that should take a considerable amount of thinking about. We sometimes fill our minds up so much with novelty things, such as social networking, that the outside world is pushed aside and seen by no other means than via a screen. When things start to fade away, will you notice? Will you be able to say that you made the most of every day?

If you haven't today, talk to your parents. Tick a few things off your to-do list. Think about that thing that you have mentally been putting aside for so long, and put it to rest. Make up with your friend who you can't even remember why you fell out with in the first place. Ask your grandparents how they are. Have a night off the internet and read a book. Use a camera instead of your mobile phone. Write down the things that are most important to you in the world, and think about how much genuine effort you make with each of them. Make the effort. Make somebody laugh. Hug somebody. Cuddle your pets no matter how much they protest. Write your best friend a letter.

Decide that today is your day. Decide that today is the first day of the rest of your life. Decide that today counts. Decide that today you are one step closer to achieving your dream.

Eat that damn cake. Eat that whole pizza and relish in your food coma. If you haven't a lot to do that day, call in sick and catch up on all those lost hours of sleep. Binge watch a whole series, Spend hours on the phone with your parents, it makes those extra few pounds on the phone bill worth it. Forget about the gym for today and don't feel guilty. Go to that restaurant you've been told about a million times. Have a drastic hair cut - it grows back! Walk in a direction that you've never walked before. Try something new.

If you are reading this, you are lucky enough to be alive, lucky enough to see the sun rise, lucky enough to live in the world full of such wonderful things. Appreciate every second. Appreciate your body and appreciate the life in which you've been given.

And, if you ever struggle with things, if you ever feel unsuccessful or worthless, always remember that before you were even born, you once won a vital race, and man, you kicked ass.

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A Personal Post: One Year Ago Today.

Thursday, 25 September 2014

This is a pretty personal post, but if I have my own piece of the internet, why shouldn’t I delve into my feelings every now and again? I always used to bottle up my feelings, in fact, I still do. But there’s always been something inside me that has been so at ease with being able to just write/type them down, letting each thought be transformed into writing and published for the person or, at this moment, for the whole world to see. It baffles me how I can be so okay with that, yet telling somebody how much they mean to me comes as such an internal confliction that it chokes me up and turns me into a frozen ball of ice solidifying any verbal form of feelings for others so they are unable to free-flow from my mouth.

I’m not sure what I am aiming to gain from writing this. A weight off my chest? A hope that you’ll understand my love for Katy more? Maybe just to let you know that there’s life after heartbreak? I don’t know. But seeing the date today made me want to type this. For myself more than anybody.

The End in Friend Zone

Friday, 19 September 2014

(Yes, that's me as a baby with my life-long friend)

One of my first best friends was a boy named Daniel. I knew him from my very first day in reception and we even changed to the same school at the exact same time in year two.
During being bullied in my time at primary school, girls used to taunt me and make fun of my friendship with Daniel, jeering at me when I’d turn to him to talk to him at playtimes -  they’d shout things at me such as ‘yeah, go back to your boyfriieeend’. 
Now, this is laughable, but at the time I didn’t understand why they were being mean to me, and it upset me that I couldn’t even sit with the one friend that I had during that tough period.

Tea and Cake @ Teacup Kitchen, Manchester

Wednesday, 17 September 2014

One of my very favourite parts of Manchester is the Northern Quarter. It is the perfect place to go if you are wanting cocktails, a unique gift, or my personal preference, tea and cake.

Luckily for me, many of my friends are tea lovers like myself, and so therefore a suggestion of heading out to grab a drink never takes much persuading!

Teacup Kitchen is one of my favourite places to go - purely because of the cake (oooh, the cake) and also because you get unlimited refills on your tea (mmhmm, you read that right!) - and so it is the perfect place to go for a catch-up with your friends and not having to feel as if you are outstaying your time there once you have finished your drink, because you can keep topping up until you are ready to move on! I'm totally going to use it for uni work in the near future too, it's such a lovely environment to be in. 

Live Music Review: Kate Bush, Before the Dawn

Thursday, 11 September 2014

Thousands of fans scuttled into the Hammersmith Apollo, a few excitedly taking photographs with the venue behind them, proudly holding up their tickets as if it fell out of a Wonka bar and they were finally heading in to receive their lifetime supply of chocolate - except chocolate there was not, but instead, a woman that has held a grip onto their hearts for decades.

A Wander

Monday, 8 September 2014

Sometimes, one of the best things to do is to go for a wander in a new place.

I am one of those kinds of people that doesn't mind if they get lost, it is all part of the adventure, and helps provide some of the best stories to tell! It's even better getting lost with a friend or other half, because despite how worried or nervous you may be, you can still laugh together at the situation you are in, and a smile from a familiar face is one of the most secure places in the world.

Polperro, Cornwall, UK

Friday, 29 August 2014

Polperro is a beautiful fishing village just a few miles south down the coast from Looe. It has a rich history dating back to the 18th century, where inhabitants of the village were encouraged to smuggle goods, such as tea, from the channel islands. 
Let's be honest, if a war broke out now, I'm sure a lot of us would be in support of a bit of tea smuggling!

Porfell Wildlife Park & Sanctuary

Monday, 25 August 2014

Wherever I go, I have to visit a zoo, wildlife park, a sanctuary or a rescue centre. Animals are my one true love (apart from Katy Perry). 
Studying Zoology at university has widened my eyes to the world of conservation and to the world of animals themselves. So, I make a point to visit these places whilst I am in the area, no matter how big or small, because I know that even my entrance fee counts towards helping the animals.

Looe, Cornwall, UK

Friday, 22 August 2014

Looe is one of my favourite places in the UK. Situated in south-east Cornwall, it was once not a town as a whole, but was separated into two towns by a single bridge over the River Looe. However, now, the towns have come together and are now just easily named ‘West Looe’ and ’East Looe’. Much better!

West Looe is the much quieter half of Looe, being home to few shops and restaurants away from the busier half, East Looe, where I stayed - a mile away from the main shopping area, and a beautiful walk away.

Oxford, UK

Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Oxford is a special place to my stepdad as he was born and bred there, and despite moving away while he was young (which he always questions why, and I always reply with the same old 'you wouldn't have met me and Mum!') he still classes it as his home.

The last time that I went to Oxford, I was only a small child. I can't remember it at all!
I love to see new places and to explore, so W suggested that while he goes to a football game, my Mum, my sister and I should go shopping (my Mum prefers the sight of a River Island sale than a beautiful old building) and we'd stay in a hotel over night and go and see the sights the next day.
So, that we did!

Personally, I wasn't much of a fan of the high street. After living in Manchester for three years, it takes a lot to match up to my beloved Market Street. However, the 'Bunny Bubbles' street entertainment made me smile and I loved The Covered Market and its unique shops and cute cafés. I only took my phone out on this day, so I'll share with you a few of my iPhone snaps:

1. Bunny Bubbles! Super cute. 2. Disney ornaments in a collector's shop 3. Bikes with baskets are my favourite 4. I couldn't have been the only Blobby mad little girl?! These biscuits made me so happy!

My Road Trip Hand Luggage Essentials & Some Other Little Bits of Advice

Thursday, 7 August 2014

I am quite possibly the worst packer in history. I have been going back and forth to uni for three years now, and yet I’ll still pack an excessive amount of clothing for the number of days that I am going for, aswell as taking enough underwear to keep me going for a good month.
I find it extremely difficult to narrow down what I actually need and what I’d just like to be there ‘just in case’. Has the ‘just in case’ situation ever happened to me? No. But I’ll keep on packing those things anyway.

Each year my family goes on a UK trip, where for several hours in the car I have to keep myself alive, sane, occupied whilst being surrounded by my loud ass family. A mission indeed.
So, I thought I’d let you in on my hand luggage, in case you have a road trip coming up and may need a bit of help with what to pack to keep yourself occupied, or, like me, just to keep yourself sane.


Monday, 4 August 2014

Today, I received a label from a woman that I cannot claim that I have ever been called before, and that label is 'trashy'. Her reason for this is because I was wearing this t-shirt...

Now, I just want to put it out there that I am not easily offended, and therefore this comment received no more than a sigh and  a swift eye-roll from myself as I passed the woman and her agreeing boyfriend (?) by, but I had to publicise this due to the fact that this girl-to-girl behaviour is not okay.

1. of the nature of trash; inferior in quality; rubbishy; useless or worthless

I understand that this t-shirt is very much a statement piece that definitely shouts out to the crowd, to not like it and the have a strong preference to never buy it is very understandable - but where in the world is the sense in insulting the person that decides they do want it in their wardrobe? Does that Disney design give somebody the right to call me something that indicates that I am worthless?

It made me rethink all of the times that my friends have been insulted by other girls,saying that what they're wearing makes them look like 'sluts', or it makes them look like a 'heffa'. Without meaning to sound too Mean-Girls-y here, "you have all got to stop calling each other sluts and whores!"

Girls nowadays struggle with confidence much, much more than what they used to. Society, nowadays, posts unrealistic images on billboards and smooth out anything that could be classed as 'imperfect' in magazines, but the people that surround us, they are real. But if the real girls are all insulting each others appearance, how are we supposed to accept ourselves?

It is not okay to say those things. It's not okay to judge somebody on their appearance in the most horrid of ways, and if you must think bad things, then keep them in your heads, because words hurt.
Luckily, I have hit the point in my life where I have come to accept who I am, yes, I'd love to change many things, but taking an insult and brushing it off is easy for me. A lot of girls aren't like me. A lot of girls will have come home today, taken this t-shirt off, and will never wear it again in public - and we all have at least a tiny piece of those girls within ourselves.

Always think before you speak. Always take people's feelings into consideration. Always be kind.

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P.s. Just a quick side note to say thank you to all of my new followers that have appeared in the last couple of days - the fact you have followed my blog so early on brings me confidence for things to come! 
& pssst.. make sure to follow my blog & not my profile! Thank you :)

My Liebster Blog Award

Sunday, 3 August 2014

Hello sweethearts of the blog world, I hope you are all doing well today!

Yesterday, Sarah over at Buzz, Boots & Berries nominated me for a liebster blog award, which is basically a great way to discover new and undiscovered blogs that deserve some recognition.
As I am a born again blogger, this is a perfect way for me to hunt around for some new and potential favourite blogs to follow, and to learn about you all in the process! Maybe even make some new friends - I really have absolutely nothing to lose :)

So, my hair is up in a scrunchie, I have a cup of tea beside me, and I am ready to answer the questions that Sarah has decided to give. It gives you all a chance to learn a little more about myself, and maybe even a new topic of conversation that you'd all like me to have a little ramble about in a future post!
A big thank you to Sarah for nominating me, and now let's go, Barbie girls!

The rules are as follows:
  • You must answer all 11 questions given to you by the person who nominated you.
  • You must link back to the person that nominated you.
  • After completing these questions you must nominate 11 bloggers (with under 200 followers) and give them 11 questions of your choice.
  • You can not nominate the person who nominated you.
  • You must let your nominees know that they have been nominated and provide a link to your post so that they can learn about it.

Be Kind.

Thursday, 31 July 2014

Sitting on my bed, in fresh PJs, a second thunderstorm brewing outside, a cup of tea beside me, and the murmuring of an energy-less Kim Kardashian Hollywood game in the background, I thought, what a perfect time to type down my thoughts and have a chat to whoever pops along to view my blog. 

For the past couple of days I've been thinking about kindness and what it is to be kind. It all began from watching this video:

Being kind is a personality trait that I hope somebody somewhere is able to call me, as it is one trait that I personally feel reigns all others. Being kind to others and to yourself is an achievement that you can proudly say you did all by yourself, and the prize of self-worth is priceless.
Don't ever do it for the recognition, the potential money, the possible benefits. Do it because you want to, because you want to make somebody smile and you want to make a difference, or even somebody's whole day. 
Be kind always, and the world will be kind back.

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The 10 Break-Up Stages

Wednesday, 30 July 2014

The question buzzing around my head tonight is “is it healthy how long it is taking me to get over my last relationship?”. It has been almost 11 months and it still kicks me in the ass every time that I think about it. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I enjoy my life,  I am happy, I have the best of friends and I wouldn’t change what I have for the world. But what I don’t have? I’m not sure where I stand with that.

What I do know are the disastrous stages that I have been through:

1. The bed-bound stage:
I stayed in my bed for five. whole. days. I hardly ate, I hardly slept, and when I did sleep I woke up crying. It was a soggy and very, very smelly few days. And yet I wondered why I was single. HA. 

2. The selfish & stroppy stage:
You're in a relationship? Oh,how frigging great for you. It will destroy you, You will be DESTROYED. RELATIONSHIPS ARE SENT FROM HELL. WHY ARE YOU EVEN LOOKING AT ME, DON'T LOOK AT ME, I AM SINGLE,  I HAVE BEEN DESTROYED. I HATE YOU AND YOUR STUPID RELATIONSHIP. I HATE YOU. You're still in love? After WHAT I HAVE JUST BEEN THROUGH? Well f**k you,I'm going to eat carbs.

3. The clingy friend stage:
Don't leave me. I love you. You are all my best friends. You're going to bed? Can I come? I like your company, can we spoon? How about a movie? Can we go out? The cinema? A meal? Anything?! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE.

4. The angry stage:

5. The whining stage:
Okay, I lied. I love you. Are we still broken up?

6. The eat everything in sight stage:
Who even cares if I get fat anymore? Well, I don't care. I have nobody to impress so what's the point? Pass me the food. No, not just a slice, I want it all. And the rest. What's for dessert?

7. The 'get hot' stage:

I'll get hot, that's what I'll do. I'll start exercising, and eating healthy, and taking care of my skin,and one day, I shall be super hot, and there'll be a 1 in 10000 chance of seeing you,but if I do, I'LL BE HOT!!!!!

8. The 'If somebody likes me I'll get my confidence back' stage:
Flirt, flirt, flirt, flirt, flirt.

9. The acceptance stage:
It's over. I'm single. I'm alive.

Spiralling through the emotions is slowly but steadily getting me there, but I wish there was an emotional fast forward button, and I wish more than anything I could find a spark within me again to find and to enjoy the company of somebody new.

Right now though? I’m still a little lost. But the worst has passed and it can only get better from here. Let's just say that this is the 10. 'I'm okay' stage.

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“Some people say they will, some people will. That's just how it goes.”

Sunday, 27 July 2014

Photo by mariell oyre

I have started this blog twice now with two different styles and two completely different posts. Truth is, blogging is actually quite scary to me.

It’s not really the matter of typing it all up nor looking back at it in my blog, or even the matter of other people reading it as such, it’s something within me that makes my head and my heart compete, and has a fear of being judged.

I love writing about my days, though. I love reading diary entries back, looking back on images of fun times and chatting about them with my friends – the thought of having somewhere online where I can share everything much easier with my friends, and whoever decides that they’d like to read it too, makes so much sense to me.

So, my head can “do one” for the time being, because this is something that I want to do, and that maybe I will be grateful for at some point in the future. It probably won’t be regular, and it probably won’t have any specific theme, but I’m going to do it for myself.

So, hello world, I’m Laura. This is my new blog and my fresh, new start.

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